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<title>Lyric: Boyfriend 65</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Things that you should never do&lt;br /&gt;
(Things that you should never do)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Every Cinders can have a ball&lt;br /&gt;
Loves sailors and a nice girl&lt;br /&gt;
Those moving black nights&lt;br /&gt;
Wont you turn out the light&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Beauty is where beauty is&lt;br /&gt;
(Beauty is where beauty is)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Take some paper&lt;br /&gt;
Write a letter&lt;br /&gt;
And put your heartbrakes on&lt;br /&gt;
And put your heartaches on to&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Dont shoot your mother&lt;br /&gt;
Dont shoot daddio (daddio)&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre doing their best&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre taking their rest&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Take some paper&lt;br /&gt;
Write a letter&lt;br /&gt;
And put your heartbrakes on&lt;br /&gt;
And put your heartaches on to&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;(In your mock croc Pack-a-mac)&lt;br /&gt;
(In your mock croc Pack-a-mac)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65 (In your mock croc Pack-a-mac)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I should realise (In your mock croc Pack-a-mac) &lt;br /&gt;
A young girls lies (In your mock croc Pack-a-mac)&lt;br /&gt;
A young girls lies (In your mock croc Pack-a-mac)&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Why should we analyse and young girls lies&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend 65&lt;br /&gt;
Boyfriend&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=1272</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 12 Jan 2010 21:43:21 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Welcome to the pleasure dome</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;(Welcome to the pleasure dome) &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The animals are winding me up   &lt;br /&gt;
The jungle call   &lt;br /&gt;
The jungle call     &lt;br /&gt;
(Hoo-ha hoo-ha, hoo-ha hoo-ha) &lt;br /&gt;
Xanadu did Kubla Khan     &lt;br /&gt;
A pleasure dome erect   &lt;br /&gt;
Moving on keep moving on&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Moving at one million miles an hour   &lt;br /&gt;
Using my power   &lt;br /&gt;
I sell it by the hour   &lt;br /&gt;
I have it so I market it   &lt;br /&gt;
You really can afford it &lt;br /&gt;
You really can afford it    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Shooting stars never stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top   &lt;br /&gt;
Shooting stars never stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top     &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover   &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Were a long way from home   &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome   &lt;br /&gt;
On our way home   &lt;br /&gt;
Going home where lovers roam   &lt;br /&gt;
Long way from home   &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Moving on keep moving on    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I will give you diamonds by the shower   &lt;br /&gt;
Love your body even when its old   &lt;br /&gt;
Do it just as only I can do it   &lt;br /&gt;
And never ever doing what Im told    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Shooting stars never stop  &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top   &lt;br /&gt;
Shooting stars never stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top     &lt;br /&gt;
(Hoo-ha hoo-ha, hoo-ha hoo-ha) &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover    &lt;br /&gt;
(Hoo-ha hoo-ha, hoo-ha hoo-ha) &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Were a long way from home   &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome   &lt;br /&gt;
On our way home   &lt;br /&gt;
Going home where lovers roam   &lt;br /&gt;
Long way from home   &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Keep moving on   &lt;br /&gt;
Gotta reach the top, dont stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Lay your love in the line, all mine &lt;br /&gt;
Keep moving on  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; (Shooting stars never stop) &lt;br /&gt;
(Shooting stars never stop)    &lt;br /&gt;
(Moving on keep moving on) &lt;br /&gt;
Shooting stars never stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top   &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover   &lt;/p&gt;
 
&lt;p&gt;Shooting stars never stop   &lt;br /&gt;
Even when they reach the top   &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova   &lt;br /&gt;
What a pushover    &lt;br /&gt;
There goes a supernova  &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt; (Were a long way from home) &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome   &lt;br /&gt;
(On our way home) &lt;br /&gt;
Going home where lovers roam   &lt;br /&gt;
(Long way from home)  &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome    &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Welcome &lt;br /&gt;
(Long way from home) &lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome    &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Real altered mix intro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;In song and in dance &lt;br /&gt;
I express myself as a member of a higher community&lt;br /&gt;
I have forgotten how to walk and speak&lt;br /&gt;
I am on the way toward flying into the air, dancing&lt;br /&gt;
My very gestures express enchantment&lt;br /&gt;
I feel myself a god&lt;br /&gt;
Supernatural sounds emanate from me&lt;br /&gt;
I walk about enchanted, in ecstasy, like the gods I saw walking in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;
I am no longer an artist&lt;br /&gt;
I have become a work of art&lt;br /&gt;
Welcome to the pleasure dome&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The alternative mix intro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Under the charm of the Dionysian not only is the union between man and man reaffirmed, but nature which has become alienated, hostile, or subjugated, celebrates once more her reconciliation with her lost son, man. Freely, earth proffers her gifts, and peacefully the beasts of prey of the rocks and desert approach. The chariot of Dionysus is covered with flowers and garlands; panthers and tigers walk under its yoke. Transform Beethovens Hymn to Joy into a painting; let your imagination conceive the multitudes bowing to the dust, awestruck - then you will approach the Dionysian. Now the slave is a free man; now all the rigid, hostile barriers that necessity, caprice or impudent convention have fixed between man and man are broken. Now, with the gospel of universal harmony, each one feels himself not only united, reconciled, and fused with his neighbor, but as one with him, as if the veil of Maya had been torn aside and were now merely fluttering in tatters before the mysterious primordial unity. In song and in dance man express himself as a member of a higher community; he has forgotten how to walk and speak and is on the way toward flying into the air, dancing. His very gestures express enchantment. Just as the animals now talk, and the earth yields milk and honey, supernatural sounds emanate from him, too: he feels himself a god, he himself now walks about enchanted, in ecstasy, like the gods he saw walking in his dreams. He is no longer an artist, he has become a work of art: in the paroxysms of intoxication the artistic power of all nature reveals itself to the highest gratification of the primordial unity. The noblest clay, the most costly marble, man, is here kneaded and cut, and to the sound of the chisel strokes of the Dionysian world-artist rings out the cry of the Eleusinian mysteries: Do you prostrate yourselves millions? Do you sense your Maker, world?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Welcome to the pleasure drome&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Moving at one million miles and hour&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Narration on The alternative mix by Geoffrey Palmer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=66</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 20:08:54 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Obatala</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Avalina&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;br /&gt;
Avalina&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;República Dominicana&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Cult music of Cuba recorded by AfroCuban priests in the summer of 82. Members of a secret society known as the Lucumi cult, originating from Western Africa. This song is to Obatala, God of Iron and War. A typical Lucumi orchestra consists of 3 Lucumi hour glass shaped drums called the bata collectively. Iya is the largest drum, the Itotele the middle sized and Ikonkolo the smallest. The drums are held in their laps and are played at both ends. These sacred drums contain African cocoa beans inside which are believed to tie the rites to those in Africa. Lucumi dancing stresses group participation. In New York City, so it happened, a Dominican girl sung of her friend, Avalina, and of her country, the Dominican Republic, so let yourself go and well take you on this brief journey round the world with the Worlds Famous Supreme Team Show.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=366</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 22:25:09 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: The world is my oyster</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Praise the Lord &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The world is my oyster &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I feel Im a comer &lt;br /&gt;
Youre a go ahead kind &lt;br /&gt;
You are warmly invited to  &lt;br /&gt;
Come inside &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Youve got five minutes Christians &lt;br /&gt;
It was a joke &lt;br /&gt;
cos Im a coming &lt;br /&gt;
To cut your throat &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Give me more &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You are warmly invited to come inside &lt;br /&gt;
(You are warmly invited to come inside) &lt;br /&gt;
You are warmly invited to come inside &lt;br /&gt;
(You are warmly invited to come inside) &lt;br /&gt;
Come inside &lt;br /&gt;
Come inside &lt;br /&gt;
Come inside &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Youre on your way to your heart &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you off &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you off &lt;br /&gt;
Jack right down to Rio &lt;br /&gt;
Lets go boys &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You can build it up like muscle &lt;br /&gt;
You can build it up like hustle &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
I can take you higher &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
I can take you high &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
I can take you higher &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
Right on to the sky &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;It was a joke  &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;br /&gt;
Do you wanna &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
I can take you higher &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
Right on to the sky &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
I can take you higher &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;br /&gt;
Right up there on high &lt;br /&gt;
(Build it up) &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Swing low &lt;br /&gt;
Youre on your way to your heart &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you off &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you up &lt;br /&gt;
Gonna jack you off &lt;br /&gt;
Jack right down to Rio &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;You gotta give me more &lt;br /&gt;
You gotta give me more &lt;br /&gt;
If you wanna score with me &lt;br /&gt;
You gotta give me more &lt;br /&gt;
You gotta give me more &lt;br /&gt;
Im sure youll all agree &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I feel Im a comer &lt;br /&gt;
You a go ahead kind &lt;br /&gt;
You are warmly invited to  &lt;br /&gt;
Come inside &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Youve got five minutes Christians &lt;br /&gt;
It was a joke &lt;br /&gt;
cos Im a coming &lt;br /&gt;
Hallelujah &lt;br /&gt;
(To cut) &lt;br /&gt;
Cut &lt;br /&gt;
(Your) &lt;br /&gt;
Your &lt;br /&gt;
(Throat) &lt;br /&gt;
Throat &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Go forth and sin no more &lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=74</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 24 May 2008 21:20:55 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: El San Juanera</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; This traditional tune, El San Juanera comes from Columbia. And being that it is a national dance, many variations of the way it is danced exist. Below are described a collection of the typical steps, and a suggested sequence of performing them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Basic Step:&lt;br /&gt;
A waltz step performed with a short, lively bouncy effect. Joropo music is played in 3/4 time, but with a 6/8th accompaniment.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=377</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:45:44 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Worlds famous</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Some people&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen for history&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen cos they want a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen then say were wack&lt;br /&gt;
But if they miss the show&lt;br /&gt;
They get a heart attack&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now look at you sitting there&lt;br /&gt;
Biting your lip&lt;br /&gt;
The whole world sees you as a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;
Live out the first law of nature&lt;br /&gt;
Self preservation&lt;br /&gt;
If the show dont help you&lt;br /&gt;
Change the station&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you dont want peace in the world&lt;br /&gt;
Peace and happiness in an endless twirl&lt;br /&gt;
And all you want to do&lt;br /&gt;
Is keep the whole world back&lt;br /&gt;
Youre the one whos wack&lt;br /&gt;
And were Worlds Worlds Worlds Famous&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Id like to thank everybody&lt;br /&gt;
Id like to thank the engineers for making this record&lt;br /&gt;
Id like to thank you for buying this record&lt;br /&gt;
But finally Id like to thank all the Buffalo Girls out there&lt;br /&gt;
So until the next time&lt;br /&gt;
I say peace to you and everybody out there&lt;br /&gt;
Coming from the Worlds Famous Supreme Team Show with Mr Malcolm McLaren&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=375</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:43:25 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Song for chango</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Song for Chango, recorded in New York City in August 1982 by African/Cuban priests of the Lucumi cult, is a song to Chango, God of Storm and Lightning. People move to these rhythms, whose job it is to invoke a body spirit in you, transforming yourself into the magical world. The producer fell under its spell whilst recording this track. This song is known all over Western Africa and has been in existence long before Jesus Christ was born. Another form of dancing Carabai is mainly pantomimic of animals and usually done by specialists - youve got to be good for this one!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=373</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:41:37 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Legba</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Legba is the Guardian of the crossroads and the symbol of fertility. In Cuba Africans and Europeans have now joined this club. People in New York are beginning to Smurf to this song. The Smurf is a dance adapted from the movements of the cartoon characters.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=371</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:41:04 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Duck for the oyster</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Hit it maestro&lt;br /&gt;
Duck rock &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All join hands and circle south&lt;br /&gt;
A little bit of moonshine in your mouth&lt;br /&gt;
Hold your hoe and resashay&lt;br /&gt;
Come on back the other way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First couple out to the couple on the right&lt;br /&gt;
Circle up four for half the night&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And everybody swing&lt;br /&gt;
Swing her high&lt;br /&gt;
Swing her low&lt;br /&gt;
Swing the gal in calico&lt;br /&gt;
Promenade around you go&lt;br /&gt;
Promenade&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Next couple out to the couple on the right&lt;br /&gt;
Circle up four for half the night&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock that hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And everybody swing&lt;br /&gt;
Swing her high&lt;br /&gt;
Swing her low&lt;br /&gt;
Swing the gal in calico&lt;br /&gt;
Promenade around you go&lt;br /&gt;
Promenade&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Fourth couple out to the couple on the right&lt;br /&gt;
Circle up four for half the night&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock a hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Circle up two and buckle up four&lt;br /&gt;
Away you go around the floor&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck&lt;br /&gt;
Dig for the clam, dig, dig, dig&lt;br /&gt;
Knock that hole in the old tin can&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Allemande left as you go around&lt;br /&gt;
With a big foot up and a little foot down&lt;br /&gt;
Like an Indian walking on the frozen ground&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey sift your meal and mix your dough&lt;br /&gt;
Save your heel, tap your toe&lt;br /&gt;
Take your honey and walk her slow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Promenade&lt;br /&gt;
You know where&lt;br /&gt;
And I dont care&lt;br /&gt;
Take your honey to a nice, soft chair.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thankyou partners&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Up in the mountains in East Tennesse, there still exists an old pagan love ritual known as the square dance. The nearest thing to what is left of that spirit from Europe. Its origins can be traced back to Roman times. A way of finding your partner - this dance was banned by the church 150 years ago in the United States. They considered the fiddle the instrument of Satan, and the possibility of that cattleman storming into the barn dance and ending up dancing with the local Parsons daughter was something close to immoral. Nevertheless, innuendo in lyrics prevailed. Rolling in the clover, stepping in and out of the window, and other nursery rhymes were used, slapping their hands over their thighs and whistling the tunes. Duck for the Oyster is a reminder of those days, mixed with the sound of the Pac-man, demonstrating what fun can be had by touch dancing.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=376</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:21:13 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Worlds famous</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Some people&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen for history&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen cos they want a mystery&lt;br /&gt;
Some people listen then say were wack&lt;br /&gt;
But if they miss the show&lt;br /&gt;
They get a heart attack&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now look at you sitting there&lt;br /&gt;
Biting your lip&lt;br /&gt;
The whole world sees you as a hypocrite&lt;br /&gt;
Live out the first law of nature&lt;br /&gt;
Self preservation&lt;br /&gt;
If the show dont help you&lt;br /&gt;
Change the station&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you dont want peace in the world&lt;br /&gt;
Peace and happiness in an endless twirl&lt;br /&gt;
And all you want to do&lt;br /&gt;
Is keep the whole world back&lt;br /&gt;
Youre the one whos wack&lt;br /&gt;
And were Worlds Worlds Worlds Famous&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Id like to thank everybody&lt;br /&gt;
Id like to thank the engineers for making this record&lt;br /&gt;
Id like to thank you for buying this record&lt;br /&gt;
But finally Id like to thank all the Buffalo Girls out there&lt;br /&gt;
So until the next time&lt;br /&gt;
I say peace to you and everybody out there&lt;br /&gt;
Coming from the Worlds Famous Supreme Team Show with Mr Malcolm McLaren&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=1913</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:05:29 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Soweto</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;All you got to do is start&lt;br /&gt;
Forget about pushing your cart&lt;br /&gt;
I will make you step out&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark &lt;br /&gt;
Believe me Babe&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan the Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaans the Boogie Beater&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All you got to do is break and fall&lt;br /&gt;
Head over heels, move backwards&lt;br /&gt;
Get down, on your hands and knees go forward&lt;br /&gt;
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! &lt;br /&gt;
Move your legs from side to side&lt;br /&gt;
Like an animal with nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;
Roll over, with your back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;
Let your seat bump, up and down&lt;br /&gt;
Stand up, with your knees bent and hands down&lt;br /&gt;
Gallop like a horse across the ground&lt;br /&gt;
Hands on your hips, up and down, up and down&lt;br /&gt;
And with your legs lift up and down&lt;br /&gt;
And then go twisting round and round&lt;br /&gt;
Shtwela Shtwela&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All dressed up magic in my head, in my head&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds that make you dance til youre dead&lt;br /&gt;
All dressed up magic in my head, in my head&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the Road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the Road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Living on the road in Soweto is learning to think with your hips, rather than your head - something not common to Europeans. This beat by th Shangaan tribe of Africa suggests just that and the lyrics are instructional.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=374</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:00:16 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Living on the road to Soweto</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;All you got to do is start&lt;br /&gt;
Forget about pushing your cart&lt;br /&gt;
I will make you step out&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark &lt;br /&gt;
Believe me Babe&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;br /&gt;
All the men shall Boogie and Bark&lt;br /&gt;
Never be afraid of the dark&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan the Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaans the Boogie Beater&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All you got to do is break and fall&lt;br /&gt;
Head over heels, move backwards&lt;br /&gt;
Get down, on your hands and knees go forward&lt;br /&gt;
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap! &lt;br /&gt;
Move your legs from side to side&lt;br /&gt;
Like an animal with nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;
Roll over, with your back on the ground&lt;br /&gt;
Let your seat bump, up and down&lt;br /&gt;
Stand up, with your knees bent and hands down&lt;br /&gt;
Gallop like a horse across the ground&lt;br /&gt;
Hands on your hips, up and down, up and down&lt;br /&gt;
And with your legs lift up and down&lt;br /&gt;
And then go twisting round and round&lt;br /&gt;
Shtwela Shtwela&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;br /&gt;
All Xhosa Zulu Sangoma, Witchdoctor&lt;br /&gt;
Say Shangaan Boogie Beater&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All dressed up magic in my head, in my head&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds that make you dance til youre dead&lt;br /&gt;
All dressed up magic in my head, in my head&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the Road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the Road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;br /&gt;
All the men do the Boogie&lt;br /&gt;
Dont fear&lt;br /&gt;
Living on the road in Soweto&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Living on the road in Soweto is learning to think with your hips, rather than your head - something not common to Europeans. This beat by th Shangaan tribe of Africa suggests just that and the lyrics are instructional.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=378</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 23:00:13 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Jive my baby</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;
Tina says you can dress her&lt;br /&gt;
She loves you&lt;br /&gt;
She loves to Jive my Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tina&lt;br /&gt;
Tina says you can dress her&lt;br /&gt;
She loves to&lt;br /&gt;
She loves to change my Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch how slow we dress Tina&lt;br /&gt;
She dressed to kill to steal away&lt;br /&gt;
Come back later shell shake n Jive you&lt;br /&gt;
Set alight the lights Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch how slow we dress Tina&lt;br /&gt;
Shes dressed to kill to steal away&lt;br /&gt;
Come back later shell shake n Jive you&lt;br /&gt;
Set alight the lights Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive my Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cant wait for pay day to be sure&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody catch you because youre so very sexy&lt;br /&gt;
Cant wait for pay day to be sure&lt;br /&gt;
Nobody catch you because youre so very sexy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch how slow we dress Tina&lt;br /&gt;
She dressed to kill to steal away&lt;br /&gt;
Come back later shell shake n Jive you&lt;br /&gt;
Set alight the lights Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch how slow we dress Tina&lt;br /&gt;
She dressed to kill to steal away&lt;br /&gt;
Come back later shell shake n Jive you&lt;br /&gt;
Set alight the lights Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch how slow we dress Tina&lt;br /&gt;
She dressed to kill to steal away&lt;br /&gt;
Come back later shell shake n Jive you&lt;br /&gt;
Set alight the lights Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby Jive&lt;br /&gt;
Jive My Baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Jive a modern popular dance and music form coming from the Zulu townships of Africa.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=372</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 22:42:11 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Punk it up</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;A Sex Pistol&lt;br /&gt;
A Sex Pistol&lt;br /&gt;
Thats what I am&lt;br /&gt;
Irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;
I say Mummy yeah&lt;br /&gt;
I know you think&lt;br /&gt;
Im horrible&lt;br /&gt;
Believe me Babe &lt;br /&gt;
Never did like school&lt;br /&gt;
No never Yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Its all he knows&lt;br /&gt;
Hey Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Its all he knows&lt;br /&gt;
Hey Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So drunk on punk&lt;br /&gt;
Punk Punk Punk it up&lt;br /&gt;
Hear me whistle&lt;br /&gt;
Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So drunk on punk&lt;br /&gt;
Punk Punk Punk it up&lt;br /&gt;
Hear me whistle&lt;br /&gt;
Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;
Change the weather&lt;br /&gt;
Sunny forever&lt;br /&gt;
Make me get up and go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;
Change the weather&lt;br /&gt;
Sunny forever&lt;br /&gt;
Make me get up and go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A Sex Pistol&lt;br /&gt;
Thats what I am&lt;br /&gt;
I punk it up&lt;br /&gt;
Im a Sex Pistol Man&lt;br /&gt;
Oh yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Its all he knows&lt;br /&gt;
Hey Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;br /&gt;
Its all he knows&lt;br /&gt;
Hey Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So drunk on punk&lt;br /&gt;
Punk Punk Punk it up&lt;br /&gt;
Hear me whistle&lt;br /&gt;
Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So drunk on punk&lt;br /&gt;
Punk Punk Punk it up&lt;br /&gt;
Hear me whistle&lt;br /&gt;
Sex Pistol man&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sex Pistol&lt;br /&gt;
Sex Pistol&lt;br /&gt;
Thats what I am&lt;br /&gt;
Irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;
I say Mummy yeah&lt;br /&gt;
I know you think&lt;br /&gt;
Im horrible&lt;br /&gt;
Believe me Babe &lt;br /&gt;
Never did like school&lt;br /&gt;
No never Yeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(In Zulu)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know you can&lt;br /&gt;
Change the weather&lt;br /&gt;
Sunny forever&lt;br /&gt;
Make me get up and go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(In Zulu)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; In Kwayazululand, many stories were told to me, one in particular about King Shaka, who was responsible for inventing a dance that was later used to defeat the English 150 years ago. It constituted the Zulus military training to the sound of a drum and involves stomping with their bare feet on the ground until the earth cracked beneath them, then kicking their feet in the air until one hit them in the face. There upon, they would fall on their bum, repeating these movements until they pissed blood. Nowadays, they dont shed blood, instead they sway to the beat. Boys and girls included, retaining the original movements. We recorded this dance and titled it, Zulus on a Time Bomb. Naturally, I had to tell the Zulus a story. The only truly great story I had was that of the Sex Pistols. They laughed and laughed. I must have told the story at least a 100 times and Punk It Up (Im a Sex Pistol Man, Oh Yeah) was the result. It was for some, their favourite song, singing jointly in Zulu and English!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=370</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 22:32:28 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Merengue</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;All over Hispanlola&lt;br /&gt;
Do Salve in cafe&lt;br /&gt;
All over Hispanlola&lt;br /&gt;
Listen what they say&lt;br /&gt;
Feel it so infectious&lt;br /&gt;
In Santo Domingo&lt;br /&gt;
Make me very nervous&lt;br /&gt;
Down in Puerto Rico&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Ah Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Ah Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Bolero (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Joropo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Calypso (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Mambo (For you Baby)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont be frightened grab it&lt;br /&gt;
Your hips serve a purpose&lt;br /&gt;
Its a present have it&lt;br /&gt;
Movings so contagious&lt;br /&gt;
In Santo Domingo&lt;br /&gt;
I feel it so infectious&lt;br /&gt;
And in Puerto Rico&lt;br /&gt;
Make me very nervous&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Bolero (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Joropo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Calypso (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Mambo (For you Baby)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All over Hispaniola&lt;br /&gt;
So Salve in cafe&lt;br /&gt;
All over Hispaniola&lt;br /&gt;
Listen what they say&lt;br /&gt;
Dominican Republic&lt;br /&gt;
Its a gift there for you&lt;br /&gt;
Nights dont want to bore you &lt;br /&gt;
Shall be waiting for you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Mambo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Mambo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Discago (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Rock n Roll (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Calypso (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Tango tango (For you Baby)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Salve always lets you know&lt;br /&gt;
Shes thinking with her hips&lt;br /&gt;
Night after night&lt;br /&gt;
She cant let go&lt;br /&gt;
Of someone elses lips&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Salve&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To Bolero&lt;br /&gt;
To Joropo&lt;br /&gt;
To Calypso (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Mambo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Tango (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
All over Hispanlola (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Salve (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
All over Hispanlola (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Santo Domingo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
And in Puerto Rico (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
To Santo Domingo (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
Hispanlola (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
For you Baby (For you Baby) &lt;br /&gt;
My Baby&lt;br /&gt;
Tango&lt;br /&gt;
Discago&lt;br /&gt;
To Rock n Roll&lt;br /&gt;
To Bolero&lt;br /&gt;
Calypso&lt;br /&gt;
Joropo&lt;br /&gt;
Discago&lt;br /&gt;
To Rock n Roll&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Merengue on the Isle of Espanola, a dance emerged called the Merengue which Is a fusion of African and Caribbean beats and is heard all over the Caribbean and South America. But it is in Santo Domingo in the Dominican Republic that they play it the best. Drums used are called palos, drums of African origin, as well as the tambora, a two headed barrel shaped drum, played with a hand and stick, accompanied by a gulro, a scraper made of metal and scraped with a metal stick.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=369</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 22:22:44 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Double dutch</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;All over the world&lt;br /&gt;
High School girls&lt;br /&gt;
Take to the ropes and turn them slow&lt;br /&gt;
It starts a beat and a loop&lt;br /&gt;
They skip and jump through the hoop&lt;br /&gt;
They might break&lt;br /&gt;
And they might fall&lt;br /&gt;
But the Gals from New York City dont&lt;br /&gt;
They just start again&lt;br /&gt;
Start again&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey Ebo Ebonettes&lt;br /&gt;
(Hey Ebo Ebo Ebonettes)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Golden Angels&lt;br /&gt;
The Ford Green Angels&lt;br /&gt;
The Five Town Diamond Skippers&lt;br /&gt;
The pleasure of rope rippers&lt;br /&gt;
Those dark and lovely skippers&lt;br /&gt;
Those Five Town Diamond skippers&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Skip they dos the Double Dutch&lt;br /&gt;
Thats them dancing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Skip they dos the Double Dutch) &lt;br /&gt;
(Thats them dancing)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey swing those ropes round and around&lt;br /&gt;
All the teams change your partners now&lt;br /&gt;
Somersault through the hoop&lt;br /&gt;
Leap to beat the clicks that keep on coming&lt;br /&gt;
Hey watch your feet&lt;br /&gt;
To win the Double Dutch stay jumping&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey Ebo Ebonettes&lt;br /&gt;
(Hey Ebo Ebo Ebonettes)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(The mighty motion skippers) &lt;br /&gt;
(The pleasure of rope rippers) &lt;br /&gt;
(The dark and lovely skippers) &lt;br /&gt;
(Mighty motion skippers)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The skip they dos The Double Dutch &lt;br /&gt;
Thats them dancing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(The skip they dos The Double Dutch) &lt;br /&gt;
(Thats them dancing)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey girls&lt;br /&gt;
How many skips can you do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All over the world&lt;br /&gt;
High School girls&lt;br /&gt;
Take to the ropes and turn them slow&lt;br /&gt;
It starts a beat and a loop&lt;br /&gt;
They skip and jump through the hoop&lt;br /&gt;
They might break&lt;br /&gt;
And they might fall&lt;br /&gt;
But you know the Gals from New York City dont&lt;br /&gt;
They just start again&lt;br /&gt;
Start again&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey Ebo Ebonettes&lt;br /&gt;
(Hey Ebo Ebo Ebonettes)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; The sound of skipping ropes is heard the world over, but in New York City, a style of dance known as Double Dutch has developed to the status of fast becoming a new American sport. This song, though, adopts an African tune, and was recorded and sung by Zulus In Kwayazululand, echoing names of famous New York High School teams like the Ebonettes, the Ford Green Angels and the Five Town Diamond Skippers.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 21:56:06 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Buffalo gals</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;(Intro)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Zulu chant)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(All that scratching is making me itch)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First Buffalo Gal go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
(You know it)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Two Buffalo Gals go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Three Buffalo Gals go around the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Four Buffalo Gals go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Four Buffalo Gals go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
And dossido your partners&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Just looking like a hobo)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Three Buffalo Gals)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Girl its a pity that youre so dirty&lt;br /&gt;
Shes only dancing just to be friendly&lt;br /&gt;
So pretty she drive me loco&lt;br /&gt;
Youre so silly you make me blush so&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my Buffalo Gal&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Its a pity that youre so dirty&lt;br /&gt;
Youre only dancing just to be friendly&lt;br /&gt;
So pretty she drive me loco&lt;br /&gt;
So pretty you make me blush so&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Looking like a hobo)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Promenade)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First Buffalo Boy go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Two Buffalo Boys go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Three Buffalo Boys go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
(You know it)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Four Buffalo Boys go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;br /&gt;
Round the outside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Four Buffalo Boys go around the outside&lt;br /&gt;
And dossido your partners&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Dancing the Buffalo)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Dancing like a hobo)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleevenotes:&lt;/b&gt; Buffalo Gals, recorded with the Worlds Famous Supreme Team and Zulu singers backing them up with the words, Shes looking like a Hobo. The performance by the Supreme Team may require some explaining but suffice to say, they are d.j.s from New York City, who have developed a technique using record players like instruments, replacing the power chord of the guitar by the needle of a gramophone, moving it manually backwards and forwards across the surface of a record. We call it scratching.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;BREAKING&lt;br /&gt;
Spinning on your head. Back flipping, Demonstrating their prowess. New Yorkers practice constantly on the sidewalks these amazing feats of the body giving themselves names like Crazy legs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ELECTRIC BOOGALOO&lt;br /&gt;
Give yourself An Electric Shock from your left fingertips thru your body to your right fingertips. Muscle poppin! Electric boogalooing then glide floating on air across the floor.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 21:44:58 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Intermission (The gods are bored)</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;It was one of those mornings if I remember &lt;br /&gt;
It was still very early &lt;br /&gt;
Frowns and tears and laughs of last night far away &lt;br /&gt;
The sun was climbing up in the sky &lt;br /&gt;
And over the clouds, out there &lt;br /&gt;
Oh no, no, the gods are bored again &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Intermission for the gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
Les dieux sennuient car le ciel est gris &lt;br /&gt;
[The gods are bored because the sky is gray] &lt;br /&gt;
The game is to be played &lt;br /&gt;
Demonic contract, not a miracle &lt;br /&gt;
The next performance starts in ten minutes &lt;br /&gt;
Dont miss the treat &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Intermission) The gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) For the gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
We can change the world, we feel so good &lt;br /&gt;
Such an unfair, unfair affair &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ladies and gentlemen &lt;br /&gt;
Le monde a tant de plaisir de vous présenter&lt;br /&gt;
Never shown before anywhere in the entire world &lt;br /&gt;
Un numéro extrèmement dangereux&lt;br /&gt;
The fabulous, formidable, incredible, divine deliberators &lt;br /&gt;
Le numéro du dieu éternel&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey god youre not always funny &lt;br /&gt;
And I know youve got weakness too &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Intermission) The gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) You are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) But things could start to change &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) Things are changing &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And destiny looses its head &lt;br /&gt;
Because fatality starts being difficult again &lt;br /&gt;
Shes such a know it all &lt;br /&gt;
Always cramping somebody elses style &lt;br /&gt;
And chance, chance has disappeared again &lt;br /&gt;
And we might not ever, ever see her again &lt;br /&gt;
Oh yes, camp, so camp &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(Intermission) The gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) The gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) For the gods are bored &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) &lt;br /&gt;
(Intermission) The gods are bored again&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 21:17:14 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: I am the greatest</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot be beaten&lt;br /&gt;
I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
Greatest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Just because youve got the looks&lt;br /&gt;
And the body that all girls dream about&lt;br /&gt;
Doesnt mean Im gonna fall for that&lt;br /&gt;
So do you send me could be, maybe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You gave it large enough on Friday&lt;br /&gt;
I didnt see your face til Monday&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was good when you gave me flowers&lt;br /&gt;
And that was cool when you did it for hours&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Make me an offer I should refuse&lt;br /&gt;
And you come on like Prince Naseem&lt;br /&gt;
And to lose you would really be something quite obscene&lt;br /&gt;
So do you send me could be, maybe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You gave it large enough on Friday&lt;br /&gt;
I didnt see your face til Monday&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was good when you gave me flowers&lt;br /&gt;
And that was cool when you did it for hours&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you&lt;br /&gt;
Do you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;
I cannot, I cannot, I cannot be beaten&lt;br /&gt;
I am the greatest&lt;br /&gt;
I, I, I, I am the greatest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You gave it large enough on Friday&lt;br /&gt;
I didnt see your face til Monday&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was good when you gave me flowers&lt;br /&gt;
And that was cool when you did it for hours&lt;br /&gt;
Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On Friday&lt;br /&gt;
til Monday&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together&lt;br /&gt;
When you gave me flowers&lt;br /&gt;
That was cool&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you send me could be, maybe&lt;br /&gt;
If were still together a week on Tuesday&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 10:55:34 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Boing buzz</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When your head is full of thoughts&lt;br /&gt;
Its got to be down to the boing buzz&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson one&lt;br /&gt;
Never marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
Dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson two&lt;br /&gt;
Always remember happy happy smiley smiley fun fun fun&lt;br /&gt;
Fun fun fun&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont freak out baby baby just talk with your mouth and say&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson three&lt;br /&gt;
Never take a dog on a dodgy date&lt;br /&gt;
And takes a dog on a dodgy date&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson four&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes theres only one thing to be said&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson five&lt;br /&gt;
Never compromise your style&lt;br /&gt;
Ill never compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont freak out baby baby just talk with your mouth and say&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson six&lt;br /&gt;
Remember this is your life&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lesson seven&lt;br /&gt;
If you make the moves the rest will follow&lt;br /&gt;
And the rest will follow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont freak out baby baby just talk with your mouth and say&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2044</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:49:20 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Precious treasure</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Youre my precious treasure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre like a pearl shining&lt;br /&gt;
At the bottom of a dark pool&lt;br /&gt;
Youre like a world dividing&lt;br /&gt;
With a heart of pure gold&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tears rain down like diamonds on pure gold&lt;br /&gt;
(Cause its pure gold)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
If we stay cool we could just hold it together&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my key to heaven&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna hold and protect you forever&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You ignite the passions&lt;br /&gt;
That burns deep within my soul&lt;br /&gt;
Youre like an animal waiting to leap&lt;br /&gt;
Into my heart&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The communication we share baby&lt;br /&gt;
I cherish more than all the world&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
If we stay cool we could just hold it together&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my key to heaven&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna hold and protect you forever&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;(I laying back looking at the sky)&lt;br /&gt;
(I laying back to watch the sky rewind)&lt;br /&gt;
(I dont believe whats in my mind)&lt;br /&gt;
(I think I might stay until the end of time)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If we stay cool we can make it&lt;br /&gt;
(I laying back)&lt;br /&gt;
Were gonna take it real slow&lt;br /&gt;
(Until the end of time)&lt;br /&gt;
If we stay cool we can make it&lt;br /&gt;
(I laying back)&lt;br /&gt;
Cause its pure gold&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
If we stay cool we could just hold it together&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my key to heaven&lt;br /&gt;
I wanna hold and protect you forever&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
If we stay cool we could just hold it together&lt;br /&gt;
Youre my precious treasure&lt;br /&gt;
I want you now&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:49:11 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Rising sun</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Oh its sweet, so so sweet&lt;br /&gt;
When Im with you&lt;br /&gt;
Lets play it loud, lets jam, lets jam&lt;br /&gt;
Let it all blow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Loving you is all I do&lt;br /&gt;
Got a rocket in my soul&lt;br /&gt;
Loving you is all I want to&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;br /&gt;
Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh you know you send me&lt;br /&gt;
Send me to dreamland&lt;br /&gt;
Leave the struggle way behind&lt;br /&gt;
Understand&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Time and time will pass us by&lt;br /&gt;
We live a little then we die&lt;br /&gt;
Loving you is all I want to&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;br /&gt;
Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Loving you is all I want to&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;br /&gt;
Lets swing it in the middle&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;br /&gt;
Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;br /&gt;
Making love in the rising sun&lt;br /&gt;
Making love to you babe&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:48:57 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Snail</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I earned enough money at my job last week&lt;br /&gt;
To go buy the things I need to buy&lt;br /&gt;
Spending it all in an hour or two&lt;br /&gt;
But babe I do these thing for you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To make you think about the things I wear&lt;br /&gt;
The beautiful shiny things I wear&lt;br /&gt;
To make you think about the things I do&lt;br /&gt;
The beautiful shiny things I do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will put glitter in your bed&lt;br /&gt;
I will lay flowers on your head&lt;br /&gt;
A shiny victim of your smile&lt;br /&gt;
But I wont compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You earned enough money at your job last week&lt;br /&gt;
So hand over the cash boy, hand over the cash&lt;br /&gt;
Cause Ive got no credit and its Saturday morning&lt;br /&gt;
But I just feel another shop is calling&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;To make you think about the things I wear&lt;br /&gt;
The beautiful shiny things I wear&lt;br /&gt;
To make you think about the things I do&lt;br /&gt;
The beautiful shiny things I do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will put glitter in your bed&lt;br /&gt;
I will lay flowers on your head&lt;br /&gt;
A shiny victim of your smile&lt;br /&gt;
But I wont compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I stand here naked in my clothes&lt;br /&gt;
And you can watch me while I pose&lt;br /&gt;
But just remember all the while&lt;br /&gt;
Ill never compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I will put glitter in your bed&lt;br /&gt;
Ill have everything when youre dead&lt;br /&gt;
A shiny victim of your smile&lt;br /&gt;
But I wont compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I stand here naked in my clothes&lt;br /&gt;
And you can watch me while I pose&lt;br /&gt;
But just remember all the while&lt;br /&gt;
Ill never compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ill never compromise my style&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2041</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:48:44 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Lei funk</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get down on it, hit the disco&lt;br /&gt;
Im a super funky  super hero&lt;br /&gt;
(Shes a super fly disco sister)&lt;br /&gt;
Pow the bad guys, move over&lt;br /&gt;
Im Batman on a supernova&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;An illustrated cosmic light show&lt;br /&gt;
Written by John Woo, Tarantino&lt;br /&gt;
(Shes a super fly disco sister)&lt;br /&gt;
Sock it too ya, sock it too ya&lt;br /&gt;
Read my badge Im ????&lt;br /&gt;
(Shes a super fly disco sister)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Zip me up in tight black leather&lt;br /&gt;
Chill while I get my act together&lt;br /&gt;
(Shes a super fly disco sister)&lt;br /&gt;
Watch the bad guys roll over&lt;br /&gt;
Im Lara Croft on a supernova&lt;br /&gt;
(Shes a super fly disco sister)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Young, cool and funky baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Young, cool and funky &lt;br /&gt;
Hope youre going to my space baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Young, cool and funky &lt;br /&gt;
You can be my Huggy Bear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Hope youre going to my space baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Young, cool and funky baby&lt;br /&gt;
Young, cool and funky &lt;br /&gt;
You can be my Huggy Bear&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
(Your so young, cool and funky baby)&lt;br /&gt;
Get on up&lt;br /&gt;
Je suis Lei funk&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2040</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:48:33 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: This is your life</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you feel like you just want to shut down&lt;br /&gt;
And hide yourself from the day&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes you feel like a child in a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;
Ive seen you bleed from the rage&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The rules theyve made are the rules youll break&lt;br /&gt;
The world out there is the world youll take&lt;br /&gt;
Youre wild but baby so true&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me and Ill stay with you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Your time has comes and time is fire&lt;br /&gt;
As you drink from the wine, the wine of desire&lt;br /&gt;
We can take on the world, we can swallow it whole&lt;br /&gt;
As you crawl from the wreckage that made you so ???  &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
Stay with me, crazy but free&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, wont you stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life, oh stay&lt;br /&gt;
This is your life&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2039</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:48:20 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Stop me baby</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got fed up sitting in all alone&lt;br /&gt;
Waiting for a call on the stupid phone&lt;br /&gt;
To hear that you couldnt make it cause the car wont start&lt;br /&gt;
Another fine mess you cant get me out of&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Going to my room and paint my smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;
Check my little do and that its still in place&lt;br /&gt;
Borrow a tenner and Im on the run&lt;br /&gt;
Now Im too busy having so much fun&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having too much fun without you lately&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having such a cool time Im going crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im looking in the mirror thinking what should I be&lt;br /&gt;
Am I half of you or a whole lot of me&lt;br /&gt;
Then I hear my little jewel shouting set me free&lt;br /&gt;
This is another fine mess you got me into&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The girls and me are getting real well known&lt;br /&gt;
Winter has come and the birds have flown&lt;br /&gt;
Now youve lost the game and I have won&lt;br /&gt;
And Im too busy having so much fun&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having too much fun without you lately&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having such a cool Im going crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it &lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im got to give it away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im gonna give it away &lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im got to give it &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im out of control but I love the rush&lt;br /&gt;
This is another fine mess you got me into&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having too much fun without you lately&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having such a cool Im going crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having too much fun without you lately&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;br /&gt;
Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im having such a cool Im going crazy&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im having too much fun thats got me baby&lt;br /&gt;
Im gonna give it away, Im gonna give it away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont stop me, stop me baby&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2038</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:47:40 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Read my mind</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The alarm has just rung&lt;br /&gt;
And a new day has begun&lt;br /&gt;
But I just want to blow it up&lt;br /&gt;
It just broke my dream&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Of doing things  baby with you&lt;br /&gt;
Things we always wanted to&lt;br /&gt;
Shall I go to work or stay&lt;br /&gt;
Yep just read my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey Joe this is Lei&lt;br /&gt;
I just phoned to say&lt;br /&gt;
I cant come to work today&lt;br /&gt;
My lipstick just exploded&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ill always do&lt;br /&gt;
Just exactly what I wanna do&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;
It could always be like this&lt;br /&gt;
You and me making the moves&lt;br /&gt;
And the rest will follow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br /&gt;
Its just so unreal&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder baby just how&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aint nobody ever gonna mess with us&lt;br /&gt;
Aint nobody ever gonna fool with us&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lets get out and take some sun&lt;br /&gt;
Cause you still look pretty well hung&lt;br /&gt;
Over from last night&lt;br /&gt;
Baby youre so cool&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sure I feel a little mashed&lt;br /&gt;
But not too far gone&lt;br /&gt;
To slide slowly beneath you&lt;br /&gt;
I just read your mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dont you feel sometimes&lt;br /&gt;
We can read each others minds&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;
It could always be like this&lt;br /&gt;
You and me making the moves&lt;br /&gt;
And the rest will follow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br /&gt;
Its just so unreal&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder baby just how&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What we do and what we say&lt;br /&gt;
Is all I need to feel okay&lt;br /&gt;
Life seems pretty cool&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;
It could always be like this&lt;br /&gt;
You and me making the moves&lt;br /&gt;
And the rest will follow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br /&gt;
Its just so unreal&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder baby just how&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I wish&lt;br /&gt;
It could always be like this&lt;br /&gt;
You and me making the moves&lt;br /&gt;
And the rest will follow&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel&lt;br /&gt;
Its just so unreal&lt;br /&gt;
I wonder baby just how&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You read my mind&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;br /&gt;
How you read my mind&lt;br /&gt;
You read my mind&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2036</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 09 Mar 2008 22:47:13 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: A crack in the ocean</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Winter/spring 84&lt;br /&gt;
Spring/summer 84 &lt;br /&gt;
Winter/spring 85&lt;br /&gt;
A crack in the ocean &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cest le mystere de lunivers&lt;br /&gt;
Evidemment une dróle didylle&lt;br /&gt;
Et puis encore un joli deal&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Thats the mystery of the universe] &lt;br /&gt;
[Of course, an odd idyll] &lt;br /&gt;
[And then, still a pretty deal] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Automne/hiver 84 &lt;br /&gt;
Printemps/ete 85 &lt;br /&gt;
Voici le temps tant attendu &lt;br /&gt;
Voici le temps des décolletes&lt;br /&gt;
voici le temps des coups oses&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Autumn/winter 84] &lt;br /&gt;
[Spring/summer 85] &lt;br /&gt;
[Time is coming] &lt;br /&gt;
[Low-necked time]&lt;br /&gt;
[Daring attempts time] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A crack in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;
The wave is here to bring you back&lt;br /&gt;
Its the call of the bank &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cest le mystére de lunivers&lt;br /&gt;
Evidemment une dróle didylle&lt;br /&gt;
Et puis encore un joli deal&lt;br /&gt;
Automne/hiver 84 &lt;br /&gt;
Cest le mystére de lunivers&lt;br /&gt;
Printemps/ete 85 &lt;br /&gt;
Voici le temps des décolletes&lt;br /&gt;
Voici la collection printemps/ete&lt;br /&gt;
Cest le mystére de lunivers&lt;br /&gt;
Voice le temps tant attendu&lt;br /&gt;
Printemps/ete 85 &lt;br /&gt;
Voici le temps des coups oses&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Thats the mystery of the universe] &lt;br /&gt;
[Of course, an odd idyll] &lt;br /&gt;
[And then, still a pretty deal]&lt;br /&gt;
[Autumn/winter 84] &lt;br /&gt;
[Thats the mystery of the universe] &lt;br /&gt;
[Spring/summer 85] &lt;br /&gt;
[Low-necked time]&lt;br /&gt;
[Spring/summer 85 collection]&lt;br /&gt;
[Thats the mystery of the universe] &lt;br /&gt;
[Time is coming] &lt;br /&gt;
[Spring/summer 85] &lt;br /&gt;
[Daring attempts time] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A crack in the ocean&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=240</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 19:06:56 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Why does it have to be this way</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Why does it have to be this way &lt;br /&gt;
When everything could be so perfect &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Yes you will stay near my heart dear &lt;br /&gt;
Not like a faded memory &lt;br /&gt;
You wont send my fantasies to sleep &lt;br /&gt;
Oh please dont disappoint me &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youd be my 1001 nights prince &lt;br /&gt;
My gangster, my complice &lt;br /&gt;
You might have to sign away life away &lt;br /&gt;
But please dont disappoint me &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Faut-il vraiment que ce soit comme ça &lt;br /&gt;
Quand tout semblait être si parfait &lt;br /&gt;
Car seulement toi connait mon secret &lt;br /&gt;
Le mystère de ma vie, alors dit pourquoi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Why does it have to be this way] &lt;br /&gt;
[When everything could been so perfect] &lt;br /&gt;
[Because only you know the mystery] &lt;br /&gt;
[The secret of my life, so why is it so] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why does it have to be this way &lt;br /&gt;
When everything could have been so perfect &lt;br /&gt;
Because only you know the mystery &lt;br /&gt;
The secret of my life, so why is it so &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If I can read your present dear &lt;br /&gt;
By looking deeply in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;
Only you can decide of my future &lt;br /&gt;
Only you could be my master &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Stars would like to see it right &lt;br /&gt;
They feel we are their protégés &lt;br /&gt;
So who else could have been there watching &lt;br /&gt;
Tell me who, tell me the answer &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Faut-il vraiment que ce soit comme ça &lt;br /&gt;
Quand tout semblait être si parfait &lt;br /&gt;
Car seulement toi connait mon secret &lt;br /&gt;
Le mystère de ma vie, alors dit pourquoi&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Why does it have to be this way] &lt;br /&gt;
[When everything could been so perfect] &lt;br /&gt;
[Because only you know the mystery] &lt;br /&gt;
[The secret of my life, so why is it so] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Comment se fait-il quà chaque fois &lt;br /&gt;
Ca recommence, ça recommence &lt;br /&gt;
Encore une fois, ça recommence&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why does is have to be this way &lt;br /&gt;
When everything seemed to be so perfect &lt;br /&gt;
Because only you know the mystery &lt;br /&gt;
The secret of my life, so why is it so &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why does is have to be this way &lt;br /&gt;
The things weve done I simply cant forget &lt;br /&gt;
Because only you know the mystery &lt;br /&gt;
The secret of my life, so why is it so &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why does is have to be this way &lt;br /&gt;
The things weve done I simply cant forget &lt;br /&gt;
Because only you know the mystery &lt;br /&gt;
The secret of my life, so why is it so&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=235</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 28 Jan 2008 18:53:54 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Metaforce</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;
The microphone fiend Rakim&lt;br /&gt;
Art of Noise collab(orate) &lt;br /&gt;
Check this out&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Check it out yall&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is a metaphor&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Theres something about the evening air in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;
Certain sounds that I need to hear, I wanna rhyme&lt;br /&gt;
My inner vision causes my metabolism to climb&lt;br /&gt;
And then I splatter my wisdom and the design&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I leave time suspended and break gravitys law&lt;br /&gt;
Metaforce to the world aint spinning no more&lt;br /&gt;
And from there I put sounds to hear, no order there?? &lt;br /&gt;
So that were something yall will compare to Baudelaire&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Check it out yall&lt;br /&gt;
The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rakim then commits to intricate&lt;br /&gt;
Deep in a lady as a man can get into it&lt;br /&gt;
And keep you wet until the sweat began to drip&lt;br /&gt;
And then the instruments is intimate&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Ideas I suggest to caress your ears&lt;br /&gt;
Bass kicks and hi hats molest the snare&lt;br /&gt;
Sounds as orgasmic with the melodies in there &lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Got to be right here to inhale the evening air &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is a metaphor&lt;br /&gt;
Surrounded by flowers&lt;br /&gt;
This is the thought that changes shape&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The evening air in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;
Surrounded by flowers&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is a metaphor&lt;br /&gt;
Summertime&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;What, what, what, what&lt;br /&gt;
Theres something about the evening air in the summertime&lt;br /&gt;
Certain sounds that I need to hear, I wanna rhyme&lt;br /&gt;
Splatter my wisdom and the design&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I leave time suspended and break gravitys law&lt;br /&gt;
Metaforce to the world aint spinning no more&lt;br /&gt;
So that were something yall will compare to Baudelaire&lt;br /&gt;
So that were something yall will compare to Baudelaire&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rakim&lt;br /&gt;
The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
The Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rakim Allah&lt;br /&gt;
Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
You know what I mean&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;This is a thought&lt;br /&gt;
This is a metaphor&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Rakim Allah&lt;br /&gt;
Art of Noise&lt;br /&gt;
Our song ?? &lt;br /&gt;
Aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;br /&gt;
Make me aerodynamic in the evening air&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Check it out&lt;br /&gt;
This is a metaphor&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=184</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 26 Jan 2008 22:50:08 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Looking for love</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;In an old bar so near the sea &lt;br /&gt;
There are sailors that drink a lot&lt;br /&gt;
And every day, even Sunday&lt;br /&gt;
The sea eats them, the sea hooks them&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And all the memories from the wall&lt;br /&gt;
Have fallen down on their poor souls&lt;br /&gt;
You have to see, yes to believe&lt;br /&gt;
That mockery has made a home &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
Unfaithful and funny kind of love&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
And you can be sure they will be back for more&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Past closing time, youre passing by&lt;br /&gt;
Dont make a speech, understand why&lt;br /&gt;
The people here dont want to learn&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre busy whispering things &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Deals so shady, unpure mermaids&lt;br /&gt;
Stories to make the air turn wet&lt;br /&gt;
The sea is so salty they say&lt;br /&gt;
Cause it still cries when it recalls&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
Unfaithful and funny kind of love&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
And you can be sure they will be back for more&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;See like it happens sometimes&lt;br /&gt;
The funny thing is yet to come&lt;br /&gt;
The nearest that theyve seen the sea&lt;br /&gt;
Must be in the bottom of their glass &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
Unfaithful and funny kind of love&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
And you can be sure they will be back for more&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
Unfaithful and funny kind of love&lt;br /&gt;
Theyre looking for love&lt;br /&gt;
And you can be sure they will be back for more&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=237</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 14:20:01 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Hé stranger</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The rumour has arrived &lt;br /&gt;
He has been here since noon &lt;br /&gt;
A funny name he wears &lt;br /&gt;
We cant trust him, we stare &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Where are you from stranger&lt;br /&gt;
What trick makes you danger &lt;br /&gt;
Frontiers might well close down&lt;br /&gt;
But well protect our town &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Can you tell a story &lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Which makes our sound silly&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You see the law has a face&lt;br /&gt;
And our child fight in space &lt;br /&gt;
Computers complex free &lt;br /&gt;
Well have to pay the fee &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How much for your problems &lt;br /&gt;
Well make it our emblem &lt;br /&gt;
The doubt is a torture &lt;br /&gt;
We cant live insecure &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Can you tell a story &lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Which makes our sound silly&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Have you got a story&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Weve never heard before &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Have you got a story&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Weve have heard so many&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Have you got a story&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Weve have heard so many&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Weve have heard so many&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Hey stranger&lt;br /&gt;
Dont make it too easy&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=120</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 23:31:02 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Via vagabond</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Tiens, te revoila, toi&lt;br /&gt;
Tu cours encore&lt;br /&gt;
Par la-bas sur les toits&lt;br /&gt;
Ta femme, elle tettend&lt;br /&gt;
Main cest encore plus fort que toi&lt;br /&gt;
Comme une angoisse dans l gorge&lt;br /&gt;
Et ta femme, le sait-elle&lt;br /&gt;
Que méme une riviere de diamants  &lt;br /&gt;
Ne peut changer le temps &lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they say&lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they know&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Hello, there you are again]&lt;br /&gt;
[You are still running]&lt;br /&gt;
[Over there on the roofs] &lt;br /&gt;
[Your wife, shes waiting for you] &lt;br /&gt;
[But its still stronger than you] &lt;br /&gt;
[Like a distress in the throat] &lt;br /&gt;
[And your wife, she knows] &lt;br /&gt;
[That even a river of diamonds] &lt;br /&gt;
[Cant change the time] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tiens, te revoila, toi&lt;br /&gt;
Tu cours encore&lt;br /&gt;
Par la-bas sur les toits&lt;br /&gt;
Ta femme, elle tettend&lt;br /&gt;
Main cest encore plus fort que toi&lt;br /&gt;
Comme une angoisse dans l gorge&lt;br /&gt;
Et ta femme, le sait-elle&lt;br /&gt;
Que méme une riviere de diamants  &lt;br /&gt;
Ne peut changer le temps &lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they say&lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they know&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Hello, there you are again]&lt;br /&gt;
[You are still running]&lt;br /&gt;
[Over there on the roofs] &lt;br /&gt;
[Your wife, shes waiting for you] &lt;br /&gt;
[But its still stronger than you] &lt;br /&gt;
[Like a distress in the throat] &lt;br /&gt;
[And your wife, she knows] &lt;br /&gt;
[That even a river of diamonds] &lt;br /&gt;
[Cant change the time] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Les fleurs du temps sont capricieuses &lt;br /&gt;
En femme jalouse, elles font payer cher leurs talents&lt;br /&gt;
Elles savent bien que rien ici nest eternel &lt;br /&gt;
Comme cest idiot et puis, comme cest vrai&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Time flowers are capricious] &lt;br /&gt;
[Like jealous women, they make pay for their talents] &lt;br /&gt;
[They know that nothing here is eternal] &lt;br /&gt;
[How its senseless and then, how its true] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Les fleurs du temps sont capricieuses &lt;br /&gt;
En femme jalouse, elles font payer cher leurs talents&lt;br /&gt;
Elles savent bien que rien ici nest eternel &lt;br /&gt;
Comme cest idiot et puis, comme cest vrai&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[Time flowers are capricious] &lt;br /&gt;
[Like jealous women, they make pay for their talents] &lt;br /&gt;
[They know that nothing here is eternal] &lt;br /&gt;
[How its senseless and then, how its true] &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lair est bon, lair est frais&lt;br /&gt;
Quand on est jeune et sur les toits&lt;br /&gt;
Lair est bon, lair est frais&lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they say&lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they say&lt;br /&gt;
Via vagabond they know &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;[The air is good, the air is fresh] &lt;br /&gt;
[When we are young and on the roofs] &lt;br /&gt;
[The air is good, the air is fresh]&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=236</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 23:18:24 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Madness thing</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;When your babys just been born&lt;br /&gt;
When the nun has just been shorn&lt;br /&gt;
Dont you just love the madness of it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When your boobies are too small&lt;br /&gt;
And when your boyfriend is too tall&lt;br /&gt;
Dont you just hate the madness of it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And when your boyfriend comes home early&lt;br /&gt;
To find you sucking on a Curly Wurly&lt;br /&gt;
Dont you just hate the madness of it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And when he says hes with his mates&lt;br /&gt;
And takes a dog on a dodgy date&lt;br /&gt;
Tell him he can blow it out his&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Its like madness&lt;br /&gt;
With a long over gladness&lt;br /&gt;
Like a little escape from the sadness&lt;br /&gt;
Until the excess&lt;br /&gt;
I got to express&lt;br /&gt;
Cant afford to be hopeless&lt;br /&gt;
Senseless&lt;br /&gt;
I got to invest&lt;br /&gt;
I got to progress&lt;br /&gt;
I got to use some originality to impress&lt;br /&gt;
Its the main plan&lt;br /&gt;
Take a wild guess&lt;br /&gt;
With a little bit madness&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me with your madness thing&lt;br /&gt;
Touch me, touch me make me swing&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=600</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:44:16 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Do you want me</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel the world is made of indecision&lt;br /&gt;
Will she, wont she, will he, wont he, be my regular high&lt;br /&gt;
While youre waiting you get old watching the television&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I feel like theres a nuclear war going on in my head&lt;br /&gt;
If I dont want it to slip up then I know&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I feel theres only one thing to be said&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Or should I just turn away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im laying in bed wondering what clothes I should wear&lt;br /&gt;
And outside there a bank robbery thats has just begun&lt;br /&gt;
But the police have got guns and soon its pretty much over&lt;br /&gt;
And Im still lying in bed wondering what shoes I should wear&lt;br /&gt;
My like is like this, full of indecision&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I feel theres only one this to be said&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im with you or should I just turn away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel theres only one thing to be said&lt;br /&gt;
Sometimes I feel theres only one thing to be said&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Do you want me&lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to &lt;br /&gt;
Do you want me to go&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im with you or should I just turn away&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=595</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:28:57 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Flying Elvis</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Just get off&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;From east to west&lt;br /&gt;
And coast to coast&lt;br /&gt;
You move with the groove babe&lt;br /&gt;
Youre the most&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You fly like an angel&lt;br /&gt;
You sing like an angel&lt;br /&gt;
Theres something baby baby&lt;br /&gt;
I have to tell you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you dont think Im being selfish&lt;br /&gt;
I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
You say youll be a big star one day&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;br /&gt;
You say you might even get to L.A.&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youve got the voice&lt;br /&gt;
The look as well&lt;br /&gt;
And you knock them dead&lt;br /&gt;
With Heartbreak Hotel&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You do these seedy clubs&lt;br /&gt;
Day after day&lt;br /&gt;
Las Vegas baby baby&lt;br /&gt;
Is still a long long way away&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you dont think Im being selfish&lt;br /&gt;
I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
You say youll be a big star one day&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you dont think Im being selfish&lt;br /&gt;
I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
You say you might even get to L.A.&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh oh cause I wanna be your flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
Night and day&lt;br /&gt;
Cause your loving makes me so high&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you dont think Im being selfish&lt;br /&gt;
I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
You say youll be a big star one day&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope you dont think Im being selfish&lt;br /&gt;
I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;br /&gt;
You say you might even get to L.A.&lt;br /&gt;
Dont give up your day job baby&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Im giving up my day job honey&lt;br /&gt;
Im back to stay&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh give it a rest&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh oh cause I wanna baby&lt;br /&gt;
I know I know&lt;br /&gt;
Oh baby&lt;br /&gt;
Cause I wanna be your flying Elvis&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I dont wanna marry a flying Elvis&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ladies and gentlemen Elvis has left the building&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=576</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 22:11:32 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Hannah</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hannah&lt;br /&gt;
Hannah&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=960</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:41:54 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Force and fire</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;There are many prophesies&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There are ??? of fire&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The people are like volcanoes&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=957</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:30:42 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Minarets and memories</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Come on you can dance with me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Come on&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You can dance with me&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=956</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:22:12 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Endless festival</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It justs go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;br /&gt;
It could just go on forever&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=955</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:07:59 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Egypt</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;and I should know. So we put out a record, it was called Into Battle and we thought what would the Art of Noise look like and it was, it was obvious to us what they would look like, they would look like a spanner, because a spanner is intrinsically more interesting than the lead singer of Tears For Fears. And we put out this record called Into Battle and it made number 2 in a dance chart in Seattle. Unfortunately to make number 2 in a dance chart in Seattle means that 23 people know what youre doing whereas if youre the lead singer of Tears For Fears 74 million people in the Egypt alone know what youre doing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is an extract of a live recording of Paul Morleys monologue at the Ambassadors showcase in 1985.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=537</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:00:10 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Suicide is painless...</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Suicide is painless.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is the Art of Noise. What did you expect?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is an extract of a live recording of Paul Morleys monologue at the Ambassadors showcase in 1985.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2007</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 21:49:42 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: M.I.C.K.E.Y. M.O.U.S.E...</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;M. I. C. &lt;br /&gt;
K. E. Y. &lt;br /&gt;
M. O. U. S. E. &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;M. I. C. &lt;br /&gt;
K. E. Y. &lt;br /&gt;
M. O. U. S. E. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=2008</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 21:36:52 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Instruments of darkness</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Im committed to maintaining law, order and stability in our country&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I have already given instructions for appropriate steps to be taken to restore and maintain law and order&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Now the fuse is lit&lt;br /&gt;
is lit&lt;br /&gt;
The fuse is lit&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Well that wasnt much of a noise&lt;br /&gt;
Nearly everybody tried to play too safe&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;that South Africa consists of a white minority and a black majority&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Never&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;and a black majority&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Your agony must endure forever&lt;br /&gt; 
Your agony must endure forever&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;we havent chained them to&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;br /&gt;
Never&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;We have such a vast task ahead of us and such great challenges to create a better future. We can ill afford the irresponsibilities and destructive actions of barbaric communist agitators and even murderers who perpetrate the most cruel deeds against fellow South Africans because they are on the payroll of their masters far from this lovely land of ours&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;This track samples a speech by PW Botha (South African President, Durban, 15 August 1985) destructive actions of barbaric communist agitators, a speech by Rev Ian Paisley (1985, Belfast City Hall) Never never never and a sample of Neil Kinnock (Labour Party Leader) Your agony must endure forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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<title>Lyric: King of the fairground swing</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;The fair pulled in at 5am&lt;br /&gt;
I was drawn by the smell&lt;br /&gt;
And the sound&lt;br /&gt;
And the sheer vulgarity&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He was by the swing&lt;br /&gt;
At ease in his tattooed skin&lt;br /&gt;
He pins down a girl with a grin&lt;br /&gt;
And she falls spontaneously pregnant&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hes the king of the fairground swing&lt;br /&gt;
Gives free rides to the girls he fancies&lt;br /&gt;
Hes the king of the fairground swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;A blissed out slack jawed son&lt;br /&gt;
O Levels has he none&lt;br /&gt;
But he pulls more than you or your dad ever will&lt;br /&gt;
About life and love and bodily fluids &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The speaker on the House of Fun&lt;br /&gt;
Grinds tunes that even the un-&lt;br /&gt;
Hippest milkman can whistle with ease&lt;br /&gt;
And they blend with the screams&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hes the king of the fairground swing&lt;br /&gt;
Gives free rides to the girls he fancies&lt;br /&gt;
Hes the king of the fairground swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;See the king of the fairground swing&lt;br /&gt;
Take them back to his mobile chalet&lt;br /&gt;
Hes the king of the fairground swing&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But Im out of joint&lt;br /&gt;
With the world and their feel&lt;br /&gt;
So desperate, so separate&lt;br /&gt;
From every single thing that breathes&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So when you foul fairground&lt;br /&gt;
Leave this drowsy town&lt;br /&gt;
Wont you please take me, please take me, please take me, please take me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Please take me, please take me, please take me, please take me&lt;br /&gt;
Please take me, please take me, please take me, please take me&lt;br /&gt;
Please take me, please take me, please take me, please take me&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=750</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 21:23:21 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: Longing without belonging</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;I fit this town just like the sky fits a glove&lt;br /&gt;
Doctor why do I hurt so much&lt;br /&gt;
Cause your heroes are all on the TV screen&lt;br /&gt;
And youre just sat on that stupid settee&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longing without belonging &lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
We are longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging to it all&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How I love that fair standing by the speedway&lt;br /&gt;
The glamour and tat of goldfish in plastic bags&lt;br /&gt;
Fairground boys whose arms are a tapestry&lt;br /&gt;
Of cheap tattoos but done badly and turning blue&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But Im longing without belonging &lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
We are longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My education came from magazines&lt;br /&gt;
I learnt all I know from record sleeves&lt;br /&gt;
Now Im doomed to fail on a Hollywood scale&lt;br /&gt;
Doomed to fail on a Hollywood scale&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;
Spent dodging small town boys&lt;br /&gt;
Bathed in sweat&lt;br /&gt;
All of these shirts must be destroyed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longing without belonging &lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
We are longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Longing without belonging &lt;br /&gt;
Im just longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
We are longing without belonging&lt;br /&gt;
To anyone&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=749</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 12:49:40 GMT +1</pubDate>
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<title>Lyric: How do you kiss</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;She believes what she reads&lt;br /&gt;
Shes just 16 and she lives for magazines&lt;br /&gt;
The boy of her dreams&lt;br /&gt;
Can he really be for real&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cause hes nicer than all&lt;br /&gt;
The boys who hang round town are scraping floor&lt;br /&gt;
Hes nicer than them&lt;br /&gt;
But she need information&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
When you have closed both your eyes tight&lt;br /&gt;
How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you never get it right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Turn your passion loose&lt;br /&gt;
With this free sachet of new big volume moose&lt;br /&gt;
How far would you go&lt;br /&gt;
With Leonardo DiCaprio&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cause he said he prefers&lt;br /&gt;
Girls with personality not looks&lt;br /&gt;
They way they all do&lt;br /&gt;
But does he really tell the truth&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
When you have closed both your eyes tight&lt;br /&gt;
How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you never get it right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But I have never been loved&lt;br /&gt;
I have always been alone&lt;br /&gt;
I have never been touched&lt;br /&gt;
Ive always been on my own&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So how do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
When you have closed both your eyes tight&lt;br /&gt;
How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you never get it right&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
When you have closed both your eyes tight&lt;br /&gt;
How do you kiss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you miss&lt;br /&gt;
What if you never get it right&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=610</link>
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<title>Lyric: Swamp out</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Near the swamp where mosquitoes swarm&lt;br /&gt;
He scorches the day and blazes the night&lt;br /&gt;
Animals hum as they snap at the bugs&lt;br /&gt;
All buzzing and biting the scratching skin&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Near a swamp where mosquitoes swarm&lt;br /&gt;
He scorches the day and blazes the night&lt;br /&gt;
Everywhere dangerous eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The air is thick it drips on the water&lt;br /&gt;
Branches hang lazy in the hazy light&lt;br /&gt;
Sirens stalk and muffle our talk&lt;br /&gt;
Like a dizzy sound in the swamp ???&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Near the swamp where mosquitoes swarm&lt;br /&gt;
He scorches the day and blazes the night&lt;br /&gt;
Everywhere dangerous eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tempo of flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;
Tempo of flashing lights&lt;br /&gt;
Creep into our backbones&lt;br /&gt;
And put up a fight&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We walk with our eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Looking at the ground&lt;br /&gt;
A whirlpool ??? beach city sound&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Near the swamp where mosquitoes swarm&lt;br /&gt;
He scorches the day and blazes the night&lt;br /&gt;
Everywhere dangerous eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Near the swamp where mosquitoes swarm&lt;br /&gt;
He scorches the day and blazes the night&lt;br /&gt;
Everywhere dangerous eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everywhere dangerous eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Feel the fear in my voice&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The dizzy sound in the swamp around&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The air is thick it drips&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=536</link>
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<title>Lyric: If its in my mind, its on my face</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;If you cant find your place in this world&lt;br /&gt;
Your life means something to me&lt;br /&gt;
Feels like every Mondays just a day in the week &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If youre lonely&lt;br /&gt;
And it seems like reaching up &lt;br /&gt;
Might break you down&lt;br /&gt;
Dont go under&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And if I could fly, I spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;
In time to free you from these foolish things&lt;br /&gt;
And we wont be back for sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If its in my mind, its on my face&lt;br /&gt;
Wish I could take you to a better place&lt;br /&gt;
But we just might miss your call&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No one knows your face in the world&lt;br /&gt;
Maybe thats your reason to leave&lt;br /&gt;
I think you might be someone that I came to see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Youre real&lt;br /&gt;
If you feel like waking up&lt;br /&gt;
Then come around&lt;br /&gt;
Be the wonder&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And if I could fly, I spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;
In time to free you from these foolish things&lt;br /&gt;
And we wont be back for sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If its in my mind, its on my face&lt;br /&gt;
Wish I could take you to another place&lt;br /&gt;
But they just might miss your call&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Cause we live in the world&lt;br /&gt;
We live in a world &lt;br /&gt;
We live in the world&lt;br /&gt;
Were free in this world&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;
Ive wasted life&lt;br /&gt;
And Ive been down you see&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Why are the friends I have&lt;br /&gt;
Could not make time for me&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have lost my face&lt;br /&gt;
Ive broken ground&lt;br /&gt;
Ive been around you know&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Follow the loudest voice&lt;br /&gt;
That waits inside&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The time is now&lt;br /&gt;
The time is now&lt;br /&gt;
The time is now&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If I could fly, I spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;
In time to free you from these foolish things&lt;br /&gt;
And we wont be back for sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If its in my mind, its on my face&lt;br /&gt;
Wish I could take you to a better place&lt;br /&gt;
But we just might miss your call&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If you cant find your place in this world&lt;br /&gt;
Your life means something to me&lt;br /&gt;
Feels like every Mondays just a day in the week &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;If youre lonely&lt;br /&gt;
And it seems like reaching up&lt;br /&gt;
Might break you down&lt;br /&gt;
Dont go under&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=1996</link>
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<title>Lyric: System</title>
<description>&lt;p&gt;Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Son, you better go for it, harmony&lt;br /&gt;
Dissatisfaction&lt;br /&gt;
In a pocket full of lies&lt;br /&gt;
Cause I guess thats what they want&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Son, your fathers known for it misery&lt;br /&gt;
Can you read my lips&lt;br /&gt;
Cause this is my way of breaking ties&lt;br /&gt;
Is it true thats what you want&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We know this colour coating cant be right&lt;br /&gt;
When the only truth is we dont sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;
Can it feel real&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Were just trying to beat the system&lt;br /&gt;
But its hard from a distance&lt;br /&gt;
We keep falling for the system&lt;br /&gt;
So its time for a new better way&lt;br /&gt;
Were just trying to beat the system &lt;br /&gt;
And its time for a new better way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lie now your people need to get high&lt;br /&gt;
Everybody needs a little sunshine&lt;br /&gt;
From a blood red sky&lt;br /&gt;
Cause thats just what they want&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We know this colour coating cant be right&lt;br /&gt;
When the only truth is we dont sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;
Can it feel real&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Were just trying to beat the system&lt;br /&gt;
But its hard from a distance&lt;br /&gt;
We keep falling from the system&lt;br /&gt;
So its time for a new better way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Were just trying to beat the system &lt;br /&gt;
But its hard from a distance&lt;br /&gt;
We keep falling from system&lt;br /&gt;
So its time for a new better way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Were just trying to beat the system &lt;br /&gt;
But its hard from a distance&lt;br /&gt;
We keep falling from system&lt;br /&gt;
So its time for a new better way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Better way&lt;br /&gt;
Better way&lt;br /&gt;
Better way&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;br /&gt;
Someday, evermore&lt;/p&gt;</description>
<link>http://www.zttaat.com/track.php?title=1970</link>
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